Chapter 101 Commission

Chapter 101 Entrustment

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The train is cutting through the morning fog and galloping across the southern land.

At the beginning, the outside of the train window was mainly yellow. Although it was a harvest color, it felt a bit bleak. As the train went south, the greenery became more and more full, and the temperature gradually rose.

I slept on the train for two nights, and finally arrived at the terminal after six o'clock in the morning on the third day.

Feng Yiping followed the flow of people and came to the exit through the underground passage. There were two doors, and behind them was a long queue. At the entrance, the staff of the station were checking the tickets of the passengers leaving the station one by one.

In the empty space next to the queue, some male and female police officers were patrolling on both sides, some of them still held wooden sticks in their hands, as if they were facing an enemy.

The flow of people was slowly creeping, and many people were still yawning. Feng Yiping didn't understand that everyone had to go through at least three checkpoints before boarding the train. Is it time-consuming and laborious to come out like this?

Just like in some hypermarkets later, there is still a person at the exit, pretending to check it again, and stamping a stamp on your shopping list, which is purely redundant!

Tucao is Tucao, and now he has to succumb, which makes him miss the buddy who came the night before. Unfortunately, when he got up that morning, the buddy had already got off the car.

I finally got out of the station. Although it was still early in the morning, there were quite a lot of people in the square, especially at this exit. There were a lot of people scattered here and there. When I saw people, I asked, "Where are you going? Do you want to take a car?" Are you?" "Looking for a job?"

Feng Yiping still ignored all the people who came up to him, and walked quickly according to his bag. This station is a master of all the train stations in the country. It really happened that you sold you and you counted the money for him. .

Feng Yiping has already walked out of the square, and there is a man in a yellow jacket chasing after him chattering, sir, is this going to kill me? Anyway, this is my second hometown, okay?

Feng Yiping stopped and looked at him coldly, "What are you doing? You want to go back home with me?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, he thought it was a young person, but he didn't expect to be a local, he stopped in resentment, stared at Feng Yiping fiercely, seeing Feng Yiping staring back without hesitation, he turned around and walked back , and muttered a few words in his mouth, probably not a good word.

It was still early, and the whole city hadn't fully woken up yet. Near the train station, the dim street lights were still on.

From this point of view, the International Building commonly known as "63 floors" can be seen faintly. This building is now in full bloom. It is not only the tallest building in Yangcheng, but also the tallest building in China! In addition to hotels and office buildings, consulates of many countries are also located there, which is also Feng Yiping's destination today.

He misses the morning tea here very much, but he is not familiar with Yangcheng now. He has been on the train for more than 30 hours and has not had a serious meal. I had a bowl of Zhusheng noodles, but I wasn't full yet, so I changed to another one, and after eating a bowl of rice rolls, I was finally half full.

He paid special attention to the layout of these two small restaurants, hoping to learn from them, but in the end, they were really lackluster!

Not long after going to work in the morning, Dacheng Law Firm, which works in the office building of the International Building, welcomed a special visitor, a student carrying a bag.

The beautiful girl at the front desk was checking her makeup in the small mirror. Although she was a little surprised, she still received Feng Yiping politely. She heard that she was asking about copyright issues, so she took him to a small reception room aside. However, no tea was served.

Not long after, a young man in a blue suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and holding a folder came in, sat down opposite Feng Yiping, and asked a little impatiently, "What do you want to ask?"

Naturally impatient, he took this as a free consultation. Feng Yiping didn't need to worry, at his age, it would be nice to have someone to receive him.

"I have some music works, and I want to entrust your firm to transfer them on my behalf."

What he said was very solemn, the young lawyer couldn't believe it, and asked, "What?"

Feng Yiping repeated, the lawyer knew he had heard correctly, so he wanted to get up and leave on the spot, you child, play with me early in the morning! "Sorry, our law firm does not have this business!"

If it was Feng Yiping, he would also feel that it was out of the question, but now he wants to impress him, "Since you are here, let me take a few more minutes of your time, okay, I have ten original songs. For an album that can at least achieve double platinum sales, my base price is 3,000 US dollars per song, and the share will be discussed separately." He emphasized, "You can raise 10% of the agency fee for all the proceeds."

The lawyer became a little interested at this time, and thought hey was quite interesting. It was not easy to meet a child who was so confident and serious about talking in his sleep.

Feng Yiping saw the playfulness in his eyes, but he had to finish what he had to say, "I also know the record companies in Hong Kong and Taiwan, but I haven't contacted them. These are very simple for you, just a few phone calls. .This is the simplified score of one of my songs, you can take a look and ask your leader for advice along the way."

Feng Yiping took out a piece of paper from his bag and handed it over. It was Liu Tianwang's later classic masterpiece.

The lawyer took it with a dispensable attitude, glanced at it, and smiled, "Forget it, I'll try it for you, maybe I really met a genius today?"

Feng Yiping got up and said to him, "Thank you very much! It's hard to say genius, but in some aspects, I have some talent."

What he said was not polite, and it is not the time to be polite, once you are humble, people really think you are making a lot of trouble.

The man smiled and shook his head, but he still took the sheet music and went out.

Feng Yiping sat quietly, not at all uneasy, and he had a solid foundation in his heart. He knew that as long as there was someone who could read music, he would understand the value of this song.

As for why he went to a law firm, it was very simple. A law firm, especially the one now opened in the International Building, represented a very capable network that would definitely radiate to both political and business circles.

He didn't think that a child like him, even with good works, would have any bargaining power when facing record companies in Hong Kong and Taiwan.

Taiwan’s UFO Rolling Stones is okay, while Hong Kong’s Polygram and Warner, one from the UK and the other from the United States, are large multinational companies.

At this moment, it is better not to think highly of the professional ethics of these multinational companies that have opened branches in Hong Kong and Taiwan. Feng Yiping is like a weed now.

Besides, if it involves such a thing as the sales share, you, a country boy, should not naively expect that they will truthfully give you what you deserve. Even if his company has integrity, it cannot guarantee the handling The staff must also behave well.

As for the fact that general law firms do not have this business, that is not a big problem. There are still few specialized intellectual property agency companies, and the business of law firms is still somewhat related to this aspect. Besides, in this forward-looking frontier, as long as there is money to be made, nothing else matters.

Not long after the lawyer left, Feng Yiping heard exclamations from the front desk. After a while, the girl who received her came running over with a glass of water in her hand, her face flushed. Looking at Feng Yiping with glowing eyes, "You really wrote that song."

"Of course, if I didn't write it, I would still find a law firm?" Feng Yiping took a sip of the water and said that he was not nervous at all, which is also nonsense.

"Wow," the girl clenched her fists in front of her chest, and instead of going back to the front desk, she sat next to Feng Yiping. When she looked at him, her eyes were full of little stars.

Ha ha, watching this scene, Feng Yiping is also a little drunk!

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